The Rogue And His Scarred Mate

My name is Ronan Draven, and I'm a rogue.

Once, I was nothing more than the messenger of Stormfang Pack.

Now, most of the Alphas operating in the shadows know me by another name.

The Grim Reaper.

My half-brother, Kael Draven, is the Alpha of Stormfang Pack, and his fated mate, Lyra Vale—now known as the Golden Luna—is one of the most powerful women I've ever known.

I'd always known her as the pack housekeeper while she called me the pack messenger.

For two years, everyone believed I was dead.

And maybe, in a way, I was.

I disappeared after making one of the most foolish and reckless mistakes of my life.

I trusted the wrong man... Jacob Draven.

Our uncle.

The Rogue King.

He was ruthless enough to experiment on Rogues, twisting their bodies and minds until they became ferals—mindless creatures that knew nothing but bloodshed and destruction.

And for a while, I unknowingly helped him to destroy so many innocent lives, thinking that I was doing the right thing. Thinking that it was all for a good cause... how foolish had I been back then.

By the time I discovered the truth, it was already too late. Kael and Lyra eventually found Jacob, brought his reign of terror to an end, and killed him.

But killing Jacob didn't erase what I'd done.

The guilt followed me everywhere. So I made a choice. I faked my own death and quietly disappeared into the shadows without a single trace.

For the past two years, I've hunted everyone who played a part in Jacob's operation—Alphas, influential men, merchants, and anyone else who helped fund, supply, or protect his monstrous experiments.

One by one, I've found them.

One by one, they've fallen.

But Jacob left something behind.

A blueprint.

A plan.

And a secret that someone out there is desperate to bring back to life.

That's why I can't stop.

Not until every last person involved is dragged into the light.

Not until I've corrected the mistake that nearly destroyed everything I cared about.

At least, that was the plan.

I thought I knew exactly how my story would end.

I thought the worst thing the Moon Goddess could do to me was force me to live with the consequences of my past and spend the rest of my life atoning for them.

I was wrong.

Because somewhere along the way, while hunting the monsters I'd helped create, I found a woman hidden behind a secret door.

A woman who was barely alive when I found her.

A woman with no memories, no pack, and no wolf.

A woman who looked at me with terrified eyes and called me Master.

And then my wolf said the one word that changed everything.

Mate.

She was my mate.

This is my story.

The story of how I went from being the man who ran to correct his mistakes… to becoming the man who would risk everything to protect the one person I never expected to find.